Through the troubled times and famine, I just want to farm peacefully

Seeing this, the refugees kneeling on the ground looked at each other, took off the clay pots from their backs, ran hurriedly to the spring, and filled the pots with water.

The leader of the guards glanced at them with his eyes wide open, not wanting to let them get their way, so he took the opportunity to take out the dart from his waist, turned his wrist and was about to shoot it at the refugee's back.

Yun Er was quick-eyed and quick-handed, picking up a stone and knocking the dart down.

Yun Mo’s punch was as fast as lightning, and the afterimage created a series of gusts of wind and landed on the chest of the guard leader. There was a dull impact and the sound of bones breaking.

The leader of the guards looked down at his sunken chest, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground and died.

The refugees looked back at the fallen darts, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and turned around and ran away.

When the guards called the butler and brought more than 20 people to the spring, the leader of the guards and four or five guards had already been beheaded.

Yun Mo and the secret guards surrounded the spring, and saw them pointing their swords at each other with murderous looks on their faces.

The housekeeper was terrified. After looking at Yun Mo and the others carefully, he turned around and left.

This is not someone they can afford to offend!

"Master, they just left like that?"

Yun Er kicked the corpses on the ground. He wasn't satisfied beating these noobs yet.

Yun Qi asked, "Is there any backup plan?"

Yun Mo frowned and said to Yun Qi, "Go and bring my second brother and the others over. We will camp here tonight and rest."

Then he had the body removed and the surrounding dirt cleaned up.

The refugees around were frightened and fled away.

Yun Mo walked around the spring. The diameter of the spring was a circle less than ten feet wide. The center of the spring was dark and bottomless. Water was constantly bubbling up and surging below. It was indeed as Yun Qi said, there was a river underground.

He was observing the spring carefully when he heard a carriage approaching quickly.

Yun Mo looked up and saw three horses pulling a luxurious carriage, which seemed to be coming towards them.

Soon, the carriage stopped beside the spring.

The butler who had brought people here just now jumped off the carriage first, and then helped Wang Tingshan, who was about forty or fifty years old and had a white beard, to get off the carriage.

The butler leaned close to Wang Tingshan and whispered a few words, and Wang Tingshan then walked towards Yun Mo.

The bodies of the guards on the ground had not been moved away yet. Wang Tingshan just glanced at them and then looked away, with no expression of joy or anger on his face.

After seeing Yun Mo's face clearly, Wang Tingshan narrowed his eyes slightly, and then his pupils suddenly shrank. He widened his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and the beard on his chin trembled slightly.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Yun Mo with trembling hands, "You, you are the third son of the Yun family?"

Yun Mo glanced at him coldly, holding the hilt tightly in his hand, murderous intent surged. "I am Yun Mo."

Wang Tingshan said excitedly, "I am Wang Tingshan, and I have had dealings with your father before."

"In the battle of Yanmen Pass, three generations of the Yun family's most outstanding ancestors and grandchildren died in the battle. It is rumored that the second son of the Yun family was seriously injured and died on the way back to the capital. The third son of the Yun family disappeared, and the women of the Yun family encountered the Hu people during their exile and their whereabouts have been unknown since then."

"I didn't expect that! God is merciful. The Yun family is still alive."

Wang Tingshan said this with tears streaming down his face, and raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears.

Yun Mo's face was indifferent. If he had not heard his father talk about Wang Tingshan, he would have been deceived by his poor acting skills.

This person is in the cabinet. He is very good at dealing with people and getting along with everyone. He is a complete fence-sitter and is not worthy of trust or close friendship.

He was indifferent when he saw his own dead guard, which showed that he was a cruel and ruthless person.

Besides, Wang Tingshan is a minister of the imperial court. He came here from afar with his family. There was no way Yun Mo could not guess the reason.

Yun Mo had long hated those in the court who did nothing, so he naturally did not have a good face towards Wang Tingshan.

Wang Tingshan had said so much. He looked up at Yun Mo's contemptuous expression. His expression froze, and he immediately suppressed all his emotions and said seriously, "Mr. Yun San, can we share the water source here?"

Yun Mo refused without a second thought, "I'm afraid that's not possible. There are many people in my team, and this water source may not be enough. Lord Wang, please leave on your own."

After hearing what he said, Wang Tingshan no longer wanted to make trouble for himself, "Third Master Yun, we will never meet again."

The butler in the carriage said respectfully, "Master, are we just going to let it go like this?"

Wang Tingshan closed his eyes and thought for a while before saying, "The Yun family is not easy to mess with. Give them some space so that we can meet again in the future."

"Can……"

The butler wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Wang Tingshan, "Stop talking, go back and control your men, and tell them not to mess around again."

"Yes." The butler knelt beside him and said with lowered eyebrows.

Lin Yinan got out of the car and walked to the spring, where he saw villagers and secret guards fetching water to feed livestock and cook.

The water in the spring quickly disappeared by two-thirds. Although the center of the spring was still churning, the water was only a little less.

The villagers and secret guards saw this and hurried to fill their water bags, pottery jars and wooden barrels with water.

There were still many refugees wandering around. When they saw the secret guards standing guard near the spring, no one dared to step forward.

Lin Yinan sat by the spring in a daze. Su Yunzhi, who came to fetch water, saw her and came forward to greet her.

"Anan, are you feeling better?"

His eyelashes were drooping and his expression was gentle, but his cheeks were sunken, his face was much thinner, and his tall figure seemed a little thin.

Su Yunzhi stood there, looking even more lonely and desolate against the backdrop of the cracked and dry yellow earth.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern!" Lin Yinan said lightly.

She turned her eyes away and didn't look at him. As long as Zhu Jinhui was around, Su Yunzhi's life would not be easy no matter what kind of wife he married in the future.

Yun Mo walked around the camp and came back. Seeing the two people talking face to face, he strode forward and squatted in front of Lin Yinan to block her view.

"Why did you come out?" Yun Mo asked softly, ignoring Su Yunzhi who was standing beside him.

Lin Yinan saw through his little thoughts, curled the corners of his mouth, and followed his words, "I was bored in the car."

Su Yunzhi felt that it was unnecessary for him to stay here, so he went to the spring, picked up two buckets of water and left in a hurry. He was afraid that if he looked at it a few more times, his heart would break.

Lin Yinan glanced at the refugees who were watching from a distance, "The refugees are gathering in greater and greater numbers. If we don't give them water, there will probably be chaos."

"I just walked around the camp and found that almost everyone has fetched water. I am going to have the secret guards let the refugees in to fetch water."

"We have to make them line up to avoid chaos," Lin Yinan suggested.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

Lin Yinan saw from afar what Yun Mo and his secret guards said to the refugees. The refugees cheered and lined up consciously.

Along the way, Lin Yinan saw that Yun Mo was truly a true commander-type talent.

He is good at leading troops in battle, brave and decisive, has high martial arts skills, and is also handsome. If he lived in modern times, he would definitely charm a lot of people.

Lin Yinan was staring at the spring, lost in thought, and his thoughts began to wander.

"Anan, what are you doing sitting here?"